This is a song about "Hard times smokeing weed"

Now times are hard and i know its tuff

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Who be puffin that weed

Swear i will murk any beat

Times is hard homie in this economic recession

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Same weed good times with a different scent

Lie about the rough times hard days but why

Live off my lie and my lullaby

Im a lazy stoner but work hard at times

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live